Me writing again!:
On a frantic mission, Dianca and Trin softly pranced around the Great Witch's dark castle. When reaching the dungeon, they found Ms. Flower's body spiked and hung from the top of the cellar. With a great cry, Trinity fell to her feet, with her mother's corpse hanging above—her blood dripping to he daughter's back.
This was death—this was how the Great Witch worked: not by black magic, but by death of a love one.